Karla’s Journal. ~Phase 2. A small request…

Karla had returned from her regular weekly sex session with Dr.Peel and Kevin and was exhausted physically, but mentally she was planning, plotting and devising a way to get them to take her out of the unit for a day trip.

She was agitated, cross with herself that this was taking so long, but between having little Johnny in her mouth face fucking her, he had gotten so much better at it too, and Big Kev pounding her ass or pussy or both if he used his fingers as well, not to mention spanking and caning her, she hadn’t been able to talk to them both about a day pass. It was going to have to happen next week, she was almost out of time.

He was being released from prison on the 17th of the month and it was now or never for her. She had a very specific plan in mind for him and she was not letting anything get in her way.
Quite suddenly her plan appeared in her mind fully formed.

Kevin would be on monitor duty this evening from seven. She knew exactly how to get them to agree to her request.

7pm came around quickly and Karla stripped naked in her little cell and lay on her belly on the floor under the camera. She forced tears, and sobbed loudly, knowing Kevin would have to come and see what was wrong with her. She knew he couldn’t risk sending anyone else, all her spanking bruises were on full show, and her ass was black and blue from the cane and wooden paddle little Johnny had thoughtfully provided for their sessions.

Just today’s caning was proving to be a painful layer on top of last week’s 12 strokes of the cane. Today Kevin had doubled that number and he had hurt her ass so bad she had orgasmed twice during the caning! He had promised that next week she would be receiving 36 strokes to keep her bottom hot and sore and ridged and her pussy soaked in juices! But she needed to get out of here and take care of some business before that could happen.

It didn’t take long for the bang on the door to happen. Karla sat up and pulled her knees up to her chest and kept her head down. She could cry for days if she had to, she’d had plenty of practise over the years.

The door opened wide and Kevin filled the doorway. His face was a picture in worry and fear and she knew she could get him on side easily.

‘Karla, why you crying honey?’ He asked quietly.

‘I don’t know how to tell you Kevin… I don’t want to cause you any problems.’ She sobbed, wiping her tears from her face with the back of her hand and lifting her huge sad eyes to gaze at him.

He stepped into the cell and crouched down, still far enough away that he could stand up and get out before she could reach him, but close enough that she felt he cared. He looked worried.

‘What kind of problems Karla? You know you can tell me anything.’ He coaxed.

She sobbed uncontrollably then, ‘I have to stop fucking you and little Johnny, Kevin! I have to stop… I can’t keep doing this, it’s not right, I can’t write about it in my journal like I want to, it’s my only pleasure and I want to read about it while I’m stuck in here, but I can’t in case ‘they’ read it. You know they do…’ she wailed loudly. ‘And He’s getting out next week and it’s not fair that he just gets to walk around freely and live in my house with all my things, while I’m stuck in here for what he did to me! He will have a new wife locked up in his dungeon in no time and I’ll be forgotten, and he’ll be torturing her, caning her, whipping her, spanking her, fucking her, leaving her in chains for days while I’m scared to death of being caught fucking you two! All I want is to go home one more time get my journals and say goodbye to my home and then I can come back and we can carry on just like we’ve been doing because I’ll have said goodbye to the past, but I can’t do that can I?! IT’S NOT FAIR KEVIN!’ She shouted.

Kevin was panicking, she was too loud. ‘Karla, honey, calm down sweetheart, please. I’ll talk to Dr.Peel and see if we can’t come up with some kind of solution for you. I’m sure I can put it to him in a way that makes him see we have to help you with this. After all, it would help your mental stability if you can feel like you are finally putting your past behind you wouldn’t it? Let me talk to Johnny, babe and I promise we will work something out for you.’ His voice was barely above a whisper his panic evident in every word.

If she had a meltdown like this in front of any of the other wardens he was totally fucked. His fear was a real entity in the cell and Karla was feeding off it. She dropped her head down on her forearms and couldn’t help the small smile that curved her lips. Got him. She forced more tears and raised her eyes to his again.

‘Thank you so much Kevin,’ she whispered, ‘you don’t know what this means to me. I so want to carry on with you and Johnny, we have such a good time when we fuck and spank. I don’t want to stop, but Johnny needs to see that I have to do this. It’s only for a day trip back to my house, on the 17th. I want to be there and away again before he comes home on the 18th. Do you understand?’

Inside she was dancing with glee, if they thought she was visiting an empty house they wouldn’t have a problem with it. He would be at home when she got there, and he never did find out where she hid her spare key. She was good, she was damned good.

She could see Kevin turning it all over in his brain, he was in too deep to deny his involvement with the spanking and fucking of an inmate not just once, but for six weeks solid, so was Dr. Peel.

That appointment was the only time she was ever allowed out of her cell apart from ablutions in the morning and evening and an hour for exercise daily. All in the public area with no opportunity to escape prying eyes.

They were both fucked and Kevin knew it. She could see it in his face.

‘Tomorrow honey, I’ll talk to him tomorrow morning, first thing.’

Kevin stood up and stepped back into the doorway. Come on now Karla, get up off the floor and get on the bed so you don’t get cold.’

Karla offered a watery smile to him as she complied. She stood up and his eyes were dragged to her full breasts on display for him, her engorged nipples begging to be tweaked, the perfect V between her legs beckoned him, inviting him to fuck her senseless, he groaned audibly. ‘Karla baby, you need to put some clothes on in case Sandra checks you. If she sees those bruises we are all fucked darlin’. He whispered huskily.

Karla feigned submissive, ‘of course Kev, you know I wouldn’t want to get any one of us in trouble.’ She picked her jumpsuit up of the bed and turned away from him revealing her cane striped and bruised peach shaped bottom, she bent over at the waist to step into the pants and he had a perfect view of her dripping pussy. It didn’t matter what mood she was in, she was perpetually wet and horny for him. She took her time pulling the pants up and eventually she fastened the last press stud covering her breasts and she turned to face him again.

‘Thank you Kevin, you don’t know what you’ve done for me. I feel so much calmer now.’ Gazing adoringly at him she gave him a soft smile.

Kevin breathed a sigh of relief, nodded at her and stepped out of the doorway, closing the door quietly behind him.

Fuck it, it was just one day out, he thought, what the hell harm could it do to give her that? So long as they both stayed with her everything would be fine.

He walked back to the monitor room and zoomed to Karla’s cell. She was sitting on her bed writing in her journal with her jumpsuit open and her hand pushed down between her thighs. He knew she would be coming any second, he could tell by her face. He relaxed and reached for the phone.

This was as much Dr. Peel’s problem as it was his and they were gonna get it sorted tonight!